There's an itch in my mind
That's causing thought deflection
It's an itch of it's own kind
And it's beyond my perception...
Neither can I scratch,
Nor can I soothe,
It's irritating me,
It's off limits of my bearableness
And it's beyond my perception...
At times it tickles,
At times it pains,
At me it giggles,
As my 'scratchings' go in vain
What to do ! What to do !
I cannot stand it anymore
It's sensation is beyond description,
It's an itch of it's own kind
And it's beyond my perception...
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